Hardin Library Uiowa Novels & Stories

Sheriff Hardin apologized as he entered the office and closed the door behind him Harley was sitting down while Joan kept pacing around in the office as she bit her nails in anxiety; she suddenly paused when she saw Hardin and Harley Jerked up from the couch “It’s fine, what matters is you’re here now” Joan exhaled, Sheriff Hardin paused at Harley’s presence “Shouldn’t you be in school?” He arched a brow before he moved around the desk to seat on his chair “Well I have enough credits to last me and get me to graduate even if I never attend classes… ever” Harley emphasized and gave Joan a quick glance to back her up “She’s not wrong” Joan shrugged, Hardin exhaled “Anyways, what did you get?”

Hardin said, looking at his dick through his trousers and walking to his room. * Of Course I'm a human not wood* he thought To his surprise he met Ulan in his room. T.B.C

inquired Hardin. I responded, "The old library." "There might be records there about similar events in the past." Hardin had an uncertain expression. "The former library? But it's been shut down for a long time. It's off-limits to everyone." I smiled, a glimmer of my former inquisitive nature returning. "Since when has that ever stopped me?" An hour later, we were standing outside the dilapidated structure that held the first records of the pack. "Are you sure about this?" Hardin murmured while I was picking the latch.